Shu Jin felt uncomfortable at first for always receiving Ms. Ning's WeChat greetings this semester, but then gradually got used to the mode of you coming and going, you asking and me answering.

She was also curious about why there was a sudden change after so many years of obscurity, and if she figured it out in an instant, she herself felt unbelievable, and after thinking about it, she thought it was probably because of her grandmother.

At this time, she looked at the WeChat sent by Ms. Ning, pursed her lips and was silent for a long time.

20:21 Ms. Ning: Shu Jin, you have a holiday, do you want to come to Bucknorth?

Bucknet, where they have been doing business for more than ten years, she has never been there, although there is her closest family by blood, but she doesn't want to go.

20:39 Shu Jin: My summer vacation is not long, and I want to stay at home with my grandmother.

20:50 Ms. Ning: It's okay, I'll help your grandmother more at home.

20:51 Shu Jin: Hmm

So the topic ended, and WeChat didn't ring anymore.

After so many years, she no longer expects any love from them, she didn't have any doubts before, and then as she gets older, she doesn't just because she is not what they want.

Shu Jin slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then slowly opened them and picked up the "Book of Songs" on the table.

The pages of the book were turned over by a slender hand, forming a brief arc in the air, and bringing out a hint of the fragrance of paper and ink, which was a calm and peaceful taste.

If it is said that the calm and peaceful is only because of the smell of books and ink, it is not at all, but it comes more from the intriguing and thought-provoking poems in front of you.

For example: "The mountains look up, and the scenery stops." ”

Another example: "Vote for me with a peach, and repay it with Qiong Yao." Bandit retribution, always think it is good. ”

Or: "Fire in July, clothes in September." ”

Shu Jin looked carefully, thought deeply, and unconsciously time passed quietly, until the phone rang again, and she withdrew her thoughts from the book.

took a look at the mobile phone, and when she saw that it was Lu Zhaoyu who called her WeChat voice call, she was slightly stunned, and then picked it up.

The man's deep voice came clearly through his phone.

"Hmm," the girl replied in a low voice.

"What are you doing?"

"Reading Books"

"Tell me, what are you reading?"

"The Book of Songs"

"The Book of Songs, well, we are really good girls." Lu Zhaoyu repeated the girl's answer, and said with a sigh.

After listening to the man's last words, Shu Jin felt slightly uncomfortable, his hands were unconsciously entangled together, pursed his lips, and did not speak.

Lu Zhaoyu didn't hear the girl's response for a long time, thinking that the connection was dropped, and then he looked at the phone and showed that it was on the call. He helplessly lifted his forehead, thinking, maybe the little girl was shy.

"Hibiscus, which sentence from the Book of Songs do you like the most?" The man had to change the subject.

"There is no beginning, there is an end." Shu Jin let go of the corners of her pursed lips and said slowly.

"If you like it well, you have to start and finish well in life and everything, including us together, and we have to go to the end."

The girl nodded, then remembered that the man couldn't see, and replied, "Well, you're right." ”

"Do you know which one I like best?"

"I don't know."

"It's not like three autumns in one day!" The man's thin lips hooked slightly, and he said, "I used to read the Book of Songs and didn't have much emotion about this poem, but now, because of you, I like it, and I want you to know my state of mind at this moment." ”

The girl was silent again, and Lu Zhaoyu sighed lightly and said, "Jinjin, it's normal for me to say something intimate to you, or do something intimate." You can be shy, but don't stop talking. ”

"I see." Shu Jin pursed her lips and said in a low voice, no longer caring about the heat rising from her cheeks.

"That's good," the man complimented, and after a pause, he said, "Isn't it time to sleep?" ”

"Hmm"

"Do you want to listen to bedtime stories? I promised you to play the role of father once in a while. ”

"Yes" The girl's eyes suddenly became sour, she blinked hard, forced it back, and then curled up on the bed, her phone tightly in her hand.

"Ahem, I haven't told anyone a bedtime story, so is a math story okay?" The man said with some embarrassment.

"Well, I'd like to hear a little math story." The girl closed her eyes and muttered.

"One day, two people were talking to a prime number and a composite number. Prime number said: "In our big family of prime numbers, everyone is very individual, the 2nd sister has a good figure, the 3rd sister looks like ears, the 7th brother looks like a sickle, and the 11th sister is like a pair of chopsticks...... We are all different except for the common blood of 1"; After listening to the words of the prime number, he thought for a while and said: "You are different and distinctive, which is very good, but our composite number family is also very warm, and many members are related to each other. Then both of them smiled happily, the prime number was happy with their uniqueness, and the composite number was happy with their own fusion......"

The man's low and slow voice gradually came to his ears, like a warm spring breeze, and like a gentle lullaby, listening to the girl gradually falling asleep.

After Lu Zhaoyu finished telling the math story, he didn't speak again, because he heard the sound of the girl on the other end of the phone breathing smoothly and evenly.

It was so quiet and beautiful that he was reluctant to hang up, so he turned on the speaker, picked up the papers on the bedside table, and listened quietly while flipping through them.

The night was dark, and the room was silent, except for the occasional rustle of paper being turned and the sound of the girl's breathing on the phone, sometimes mixed and sometimes staggered.

Until the girl suddenly muttered, "I'm not grass." The tranquility of the room was completely broken.

The man's heart trembled when he heard this, and he hurriedly picked up his mobile phone and gently coaxed in a gentle voice that he had never had before: "Good, you are a treasure, a priceless treasure of mine, a priceless treasure!" ”

He couldn't see the little girl's expression at this time, Xu was frowning, Xu was aggrieved, Xu was uncomfortable, either way, it was not what he wanted to see.

Fortunately, the little girl only muttered a sentence and then stopped moving, and I wonder if his coaxing had worked.

This night, Lu Zhaoyu didn't hang up the phone, he was worried that the little girl would say something similar, but to his relief, she had a good night's sleep later, and even if he didn't feel sleepy all night, he was willing to do so.

When Shu Geun woke up in the morning, she found that she was still wearing headphones, while her hands were still firmly on her phone. She sat up and flipped her phone over to find that it had automatically turned off.

After connecting the charger, I opened my mobile phone and entered WeChat, and what caught my eye was a WeChat message sent to her by Lu Zhaoyu at 5:30.

Hibiscus, you are my priceless treasure.

There was no cause or effect, but Shu Jin's eyes turned red instantly. She finally understood that words can hurt people more and warmer people.

Looking at the above one showing a chat duration of 421:32 and more than 7 hours of voice calls, this shows that he didn't hang up the phone after telling her a math story.

She seemed to understand why he sent such a sentence shortly after her phone turned off automatically, maybe she said something in her dream, and as for what it was, she knew a thing or two.

A man who is about to be 30 years old, in order to make her feel like a father's love, he is unskilled in telling her small stories; Worried that she would not be able to sleep well because of her dreams, he turned on his mobile phone and silently accompanied her all night; Even though her phone was automatically turned off and the two of them were cut off, he still sent words of comfort and emotion to her at the first time.

She Shu Jin, how can she meet Lu Zhaoyu in this life, and she is fortunate to have Lu Zhaoyu.

......

More than a year ago, Shu Jinchu met Hao Tian for the first time, and she was such a woman with such a bright smile that reached people's hearts. Now in just over a year, her face no longer has the original soft eyebrows and eyes, full of smiles, replaced by haggard eyebrows and eyes, and her mind is in a trance.

Hao Tian suddenly saw Shu Jin in the store, and she didn't react for a while, until the girl called softly: "Sister Tian", she came back to her senses and took the girl's hand, and barely pulled out a smile, "Xiao Shu, you came to see me." ”

"Sister Tian, what's going on?" Obviously, when they chatted on WeChat some time ago, there was joy in her words.

Hao Tian pulled the girl to sit down on the chair, and went to bring a cheesecake in front of the girl, and then sat beside her, and said in a hoarse voice: "I always thought that even if I quarreled with him occasionally, I could reconcile quickly; Even if you get together less and leave more, you can be together for a long time, but who would have expected that he would die in the line of duty half a month ago. ”

Her eyes were bloodshot, and she choked with great difficulty before she continued: "And I quarreled with him on the day he was about to leave the mission, and when he turned to leave that day, what was the last thing I said to him?" I said don't come back if you leave. It's really a poke, and now he really can't come back. ”

Shu Jin didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only pull out a tissue and wipe the tears from Hao Tian's face.

"We fell in love when we were young, and thirteen years have passed, and I thought there would be another life, but I didn't expect it to stop at thirteen years. And I have only been his wife for five years, and I am not reconciled. As he spoke, Hao Tian covered his face with his hands and cried lowly.

Shu Jin silently hugged the woman in front of her, gently patted her thin back, and said softly: "Sister Hao, if you want to cry for a while, I'm here with you." ”

How long Hao Tian cried, Shu Jin didn't know, only that her arms were slightly stiff when she let go of her. But Hao Tian, who had cried a lot, looked obviously much better than when her emotions were out of control just now, so Shu Jin breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

"Don't talk about me, Xiao Shu, what about you? Did you fall in love in college? Hao Tian wiped the tears rolling in his eyes, and his voice was hoarse after crying.

Shu Jin pursed her lips, nodded and said, "Yes." ”

"Tell me about what kind of person he is?" She picked up the glass next to her, took a sip of water, and cleared her throat.

"He seemed serious, but he was actually gentle to me. Always do everything you can to be nice to me, care for me, take care of me, comfort me, protect me, and pamper me. Thinking of her lover, the girl's eyebrows and eyes softened a lot.

"Listen to you, he's really good. How did you meet? ”

"He used to be my teacher."

"Xiao Shu, you are engaged in teacher-student love???" Hao Tian was slightly surprised, and her bloodshot eyes widened a lot.

"We're not in a teacher-student relationship now, and he's not teaching me next semester." The girl frowned and explained.

"Are you sure he's okay? Now there are a lot of sanctimonious teachers, one side of the person, the other side of the back, I am worried that you can't know people clearly. Hao Tian looked at the girl worriedly.

"I'm sure he's really nice, we knew each other before he became my teacher." The girl nodded heavily before speaking.

"In this case, you have to cherish him well, and don't regret it when you lose it like me." As he spoke, Hao Tian had a trace of loneliness on his face.

"I'll cherish him." He is the most important person to me, just like my grandmother.